Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. Sheppard, struggling to escape, and holding the infant at arm's length; "have mercy on this helpless innocent!" And the child, alarmed by the strife, added its feeble cries to its mother's shrieks. As he looked around, he beheld an incessant stream of passengers hurrying on below. They had scrubbed and dusted, torn down and hung up until noon. ‘How did you know that Mary was his daughter?’ Gerald hesitated. “Will you tell me what all this is about?” said Capes. Perhaps my wife has already prepared you for what I wish to say. Where even to be a Catholic, they say, is to be looked upon with scorn and disgust. ‘Point it at me.
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